I'm running through this emotion
Swimming through this doubt
Sneaking by the monsters of my past
Yet I can't escape
I keep fighting and trying
Rising and dying
And yet it only seems to get harder as the years roll by
And I feel it doesn't matter
Yet I try again and again
Why then do I keep running
Why then do I keep trying
When I don't even know where I'm going to
I can't stop even if I tried
I've done it for so long it's second nature
Yet here I am confused and flustered
That I can't seem to get away
I've become a fighter against the things I love
A hater to the things I've cherished most
Yet I keep slowly slipping away
For I've crossed the threshold from pain to panic
And now I don't know where to run
Hey guys this is actually not how I'm feeling right now...I was going through my old poems and found this and though it was pretty good. Let me know how you guys feel...comments are always appreciated
Love you guys
-HoboGhost/JT/James
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Poems Of The Third Order
PoetryThe third order, an order of knowledge and wisdom. Let these poems be a reminder to what we have lost throughout the ages Thanks to @ephemerain for making this awesome cover